Schenley High School - Schenley Journal Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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1 THE SCHEITLQH Jounrml. ' i F Ill lllll lEi As vain, she stood before her glass. And some were athletes, one a sage, But all in dancing did engageg They joined the clubs and were not Shy That they their names might glor- lfy. W'ith dignity they entered last The senior year which went so fast Wfith rings, and daring deeds so bold XVhich took from them their prec- ious gold. The time did Hy and e'er they knew Their graduation time was dueg And on a sad-and happy-day, They took their leave and Went away. Fannie Roth Tsadore Horovitz Af' f I 1 f T i X V am 11

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i 5,,-EQ: THE SCHEHTEH Jounfml. ff'.:,,- They tell us that our tale is old But history reipearts, vve're told, And since each year again 'tis new VVe feel obliged to tell it, too. There came unto this temple bright Three hundred children to seek the lightg That light they found so clear and warm, It won their hearts, and showed that harm VVould never reach them if they tried To do their best and wrong defied. Of course the ' rules they then obeyed And so foundations solid laid. With pride they entered the second year. English and Math brought many a tear, And others wept, because they'd thought If they should skip they'd not be caught. The trials and hardships of this term Strengthened their minds and made them firm. The first two years they worked, you see,- The last they thought would merry be. Despite their tender years each boy Assumed the badge of men with ioys Up went the hair of each small lass, 10

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1 Ill llllt ' III 1 ' THE SCHEHLEYI JOURNAL ' L lllll- Ill CLASS PROPHECY I was taking my fifth trip to Cal- ifornia by airplane and had just about arrived at the conclusion that my trip would prove uneventful. when suddenly the plane dipped downward and I was, thrown against some man, knocking the paper from his hands. Oh, I beg your-why, Dwight Mallery of all people, I explained as I recognized our former class president. Well, if it isn't Edna Garretsonf' he said, equally surprised. VVhere do you think you're going way out here? I hav-:n't seen you since we graduated. Where have you been keeping 'yourself P I am keeping an orphan asylum, and just at present am on my way to San Francisco to see Margaret Ryan, who is gong to take one of my girls to introduce her into soci- ety. Your husband must be wealthy to enable you to keep an asylum, laughed Dwight. Oh, I'm not married, I hastily replied. The orphanage is being financed by some mysterious mil- lionaire. Myrtle Lutz, who, by the way, is my chief assistant, and I have been trying our best to find out who he is and only last week we solved the mystery. You'll never guess, for it is nobody but our class treasurer, Bob Fleming. His house- keeper, Elsie Dickerson, told usf' Bob certainly deserves to be a millionaire, said Dwight. But do you know anything about the rest of our class? What became of Susan Maneese? You and she used to be such good friends. Oh, Susan! I answered. You knew she married a wealthy man and that he died shortly after their wedding, leaving her all his money and a large estate in South Carolina. Now she is keeping a Cat and Dog Hospital. Anne Jones and Bess Goff are with her, and Louis Stev- ens is her cat and dog doctor. And, oh, by the way, Marion Rowan and Dorothy Alpern surely profit by ex- perience. Marion is ,the cook in my asylum 'and Dorothy is the best housemaid I have. But, Dwight, here I am doing all the talking as usual, and I haven't asked you what you know of the class or what you're doing for a living,-I suppose you're pres- ident of some big firm. Oh, no, laughed Dwight, noth- ing like thatg I am simply an old married man, living on a big ranch in Oregon. But,I try to keep posted on our class and with the help of Isadore I-Iorovitz have succeeded somewhat. Here, you may have this paper, for I get off soon. Thank you, Dwight, I said as I accepted the folded paper. But what do you know about the class? Wfhat became of Charles Stewart? Poor Chuckf, laughed Dwight, he broke the hearts of so many girls, that he at last decided to re- main a bachelor, so he and Carroll